From the recording Guitar in Hand
Lyrics
Blue bird darting ‘cross the path, I wish I could fly like that
Sister has come in from the rain, and now she can fly like that
Fly, blue bird, fly. Fly, sister, fly. x2
She was shy like her curlyQ , she was taught what not and what to do
Like the blackbird singin in the night, she knew not her voice but for her fright
So fly, black bird, fly, Fly, sister, fly. x2
Come the spring of her grandbaby’s breath
Come the spring of her very first steps
The robin goes hoppin by, with my sister right by her side
Now, fly, robin, fly. Fly, my sister fly. x2